Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Covenant. The only thing I do own in this fiction is my original character and nothing else.

Defiance

By: DeaSelene

Prolouge

On a cold and starless evening, in a forest filled with sinister-looking trees and winding paths, danger was lurking about. In the very heart of the forest, someone was running. The figure ran hurriedly through the winding paths and the soft earth, not worrying about all the other dangerous things that lived there. Instead, that panic-stricken person had only one thing on their mind: to escape; escape from the clutches of something more troubling and more evil than those of which lived in the depths of the forest.

Through the woods ran the figure, with swift and silent steps, trying to ignore the pain that was already throbbing through it's legs… but the body can only take so much. The person ran a little further until a small pit that happened to be in the figure's path faltered their pace and sent that person tumbling towards a clump of bushes filled with razor-sharp thorns. But the runaway bit it's lip, trying hard to muffle their scream and carry on.

Eventually the person stood, taking staggering steps forward before breaking into a limp run. Soon enough, the comforting sounds of the nearby town were nearing and gave the person a small ray of hope. They might still have a chance at making it.